quick thought

prisoners in our own heads
knowing the holes you can fall down
knowing how society works
yet you can’t curb your own anxiety
you can diagnose yourself
give yourself prescriptions
but you can also disregard everything
because that’s what you tend to do
staring down at your mess
like a drunk stares into the galaxy of their vomit
acknowledging helplessness
laughing along with it
millions of people lost in their mirrors
convincing themselves they aren’t crazy
not realising how normal they are
pretending everything they say is what they mean